Chapter 152

Ryker

Something was wrong.

Soren danced backward again, his drug-enhanced reflexes letting him slip past my claws by a hair's breadth. The third time in as many minutes. Around us, the rogue wolves pressed in with coordinated attacks—not to kill, but to *wear me down*.

My wolf snarled in frustration. This wasn't how enemies fought when cornered. This was tactical delay.

*They're stalling.*

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